(x2). La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la la la la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la la la la la la la. . Moonlight city drive.
Is there a promised land. Or am I on the journey going to nowhere?. Are the streets paved with gold. Or am I slipping on the mold. That slowly grows there?.
Meet the wretched. It's calling, calling. . So, you're bored and you're sitting. Your soul is fitting. Let's go to town and meet the wretched. I hear, they say, night time is calling.
"i said that name and skipped a heartbeat. i said it with a second chance and a forgetful smile. i said it with the faint glimmer of suicide. i taste my wreckage in our conversations.
No - I'll lay half empty, half finished,. half written, until my end. I'll leave the lights on just in case. you want to be found again. To the dead, I wrote you countless letters.
No - I'll lay half empty, half finished,. half written, until my end. I'll leave the lights on just in case. you want to be found again. To the dead, I wrote you countless letters.
Dear, just one day,. Just another fight,. Just one more lonely night,. Just one more crowd under the burning lights.. . (With some blood and mind to be paid).
Suffer. Extreme pain is what they need to feel for the rest of their lives. Misery and despair leaves their souls when infinity ends. . Let them taste the wrath as the agony consumes them.
I'm not dead or alive. My thoughts clouded pristine. A static web internecine. The cutting edge of a lie. Will only furrow the dream. Solders the soul together clean.
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Mystery Machine. . The sun rises over the tide. Waves breaking over the rocks. Again and again like an echo. From the mountine tops. . This feeling you just can't hide.
I can't see you mama. But I can hardly wait. Oh to touch and to feel you mama. Oh I just can't keep away. In the heat and the steam of the city. Oh its got me running and I just can't brake.
Go, look at the moon. And inspect the sun!. Now they are in the sky. Right in their old places. . Hail, moon, for gleeming. Fair one for showing your face.
Whatever the woman in black does. Her hands are covered by silk gloves. She's a lady that looks elegant'n stylish. No one knows that she lives in misery.
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Guy:. Bitch! Who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga. Turn him up on the mic. . Verse one:. . Who was born to rowdy, be bout my dottie, thinking I'm Lil' Gotti.
Asleep mid-sentence the words fell apart.. No one is listening anyway.. This day will soon turn black and my 'wants and needs'. Will spill on my burning ashes..
You have all wept once more... why?. I would never ask for such. Go.. I have realized for once in my existence my true happiness.. This is a first time for me... I feel innocent, caring, and non-threatening..
Do angels fly higher in the dark?. . Black is my mind when a new day has come. Black are the tears when I cry. Come here and take my hand, join this misery.
I'm selling heavenly sketches. A world out of my mind. Ready to explode in purity. To fill the holes inside. . An ever moving stream. With glowing rays of light.